"Bojiang."

Bo Jiang heard voices from outside the cubicle, coming from his mediocre teammates. He stood at the sink and did not reply.

The young man in the mirror is gloomy and pale. This is his face, but it should have been buried for hundreds of years.

Bo Jiang let out a contemptuous cry.

Why did he come to this era?

To do those boring test questions? To participate in these vulgar programs? To please these fools and listen to their meaningless flattery?

"Bojiang."

Then again.

"Thin……"

The voice was unyielding, but without any emotional elements, like a stubborn announcement machine: "Are you going to jump from here, fall into the toilet, and never get out from here?"

Bo Jiang:……

He guessed that Yi Wan couldn't identify the last few exhibits. This implicit utilitarian attitude made him feel very impatient - just as since he returned to the exhibition hall, Yi Wan had behaved very differently except for the porcelain.

Be quiet and just listen to his explanation.

He said to Guoran: "Bo Jiang, the last exhibit..."

"Don't you know how to identify it yourself?" Bo Jiang was completely impatient.

He had never spoken such harsh words to anyone before. The mediocrity, mediocrity, and ignorance of current affairs of his teammates had reached the limit of his tolerance. That tone was like a vicious wolf, trying to bite off any piece of flesh in his eyes.

He seemed to be aware of the ferocity in his tone and said: "I just..."

Bo Jiang finally got up and planned to open the door and rush.

"...I just think it would be better to let the original artist identify his paintings, right?"

The bathroom door was pushed open, just an inch away from hitting the tip of Yi Wan's nose. But Bo Jiang seemed to see Xue the moment she pushed the door open.

He once saw the snow in June during the Zhou Dynasty. The imperial master said that it was a symbol of heaven's destruction of the Zhou Dynasty. The people of the whole city knelt down in the streets and prayed, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

At this moment, he also saw June Snow. Yi Wan stood opposite him, half a head shorter than him. His skin was like snow, but his eyes were pitch black.

After he said this, he was like a director announcing the scene, and turned around to leave in Bo Jiang's shock.

"..."

"That's right." Yi Wan steadied himself, turned around, his black hair fell down his face, "Let's go out."

"..."

"He is the protagonist." he said.

The light shone on his dark eyes, Yi Wan Bo Jiang passed by, patted his shoulder, and walked behind him naturally.

…

"Bo Jiang goes to the toilet, and Yi Wan also goes to the toilet. The whole iris5 and Ding Biehan like to go to the toilet, right?"

"I think they couldn't answer it, so they all ran away..."

"Keep your voice down, they're back."

Bo Jiang and Yi Wan returned to the exhibition hall one by one, with ugly faces and calm faces. Mr. Zhong on the second floor took the opportunity to observe the two in the same frame again, shook his head and sighed: "Bo Jiang's

The temperament is really not the same.”

"Are you still thinking about your casting?" said the expert next to him, "Compared to this matter, Lan Hua was able to tell the dynasty content of this painting just now, which is really shocking."

"This is an unpopular exhibit..."

The two walked to the exhibit. The host carefully reminded them of Lan Hua's speed. Lin Meng glanced at them and poked Lan Hua's arm: "I just said that this painting is authentic, are you sure? And Bo Jiang is back...

…”

"In terms of the scene of the ruined city, in terms of material, and in terms of ink marks, this painting must be an authentic work made in the late Zhou Dynasty, and cannot be a counterfeit made by modern or later generations." Lan Huawei said, "Even if they are here, they are also

My pearl is here."

He felt a little panicked for no reason.

The source of this panic was not from Bo Jiang standing in the glass showcase, but from Yi Wan standing next to him. Yi Wan stood next to Bo Jiang as if he were standing anywhere in the world. He did not become more excited because of the contrast.

Even though he was brilliant, he didn't become gloomy and silent just because he was right. When the host asked in a low voice, Yi Wan shook his head.

"He can't tell whether it's genuine or fake. It's really strange. Isn't Yi Wan an expert in archaeology?" said someone sarcastically, "You're just giving in now?"

Lin Mengye said to Lan Hua: "Look, there is nothing to be afraid of..."

"It's a fake."

Bo Jiang's words were shocking and resounded throughout the hall. Under everyone's gaze, he just stared at the painting and said, "It's a fake."

"How could it be possible?" Lan Hua said, "I judged the paper and the traces, and it was clearly from the late Zhou Dynasty..."

"This painting originally had a master copy. It was made by another person, which was the original original. After that, someone obtained it and copied it, so this painting was created. He used a small pen to mark the lower left corner of the painting.

"The Waves" is marked with my name and codename, and the number of times the work has been copied - the twenty-fourth time."

Lan Hua was stunned for a moment, then said: "What a ridiculous story this is..."

"The artist who copied this painting is the younger brother of the original artist, Bo Mingyuan." Bo Jiang said word for word, "The name of the artist who copied the original painting is... Bo Mingjiang."

There was a flash of lightning outside the window, and after a long time there was thunder and heavy rain.

The applause was also booming, but it was Bo Jiang who talked about the past of this painting. All eyes were fixed on Bo Jiang, praising him for being able to identify the most difficult to recognize fake.

"Damn it, can you identify this? You're awesome, bro."

"Brother Bo Jiang, what's the story behind this painting? Do Bo Mingjiang and Bo Mingyuan have a good relationship?"

"Thin……"

Crowd:......??

They unexpectedly discovered that Bo Jiang ignored all the questions and only fixed his gaze on Yi Wan in the corner.

The camera focused on the two in time. Yi Wan faced the camera, faced Bo Jiang, and simply clapped.

Crowd:……

Bo Jiang: (eyes become more and more stern)...

"First we went to the toilet together, and then we looked at each other for praise after we finished identifying the fakes." A female staff member said with emotion, "Yi Wan's relationship in iris5 is so good! Whether I'm staring at him in Wilderness Survival

Ding Biehan, Chi Jixia who can make a sound just by touching his face, or An Yelin who takes him to the family banquet..."

"His fate is so good!"

"...Why do I think Bo Jiang's eyes are a little murderous?" You whispered.

"They all love him so much!" More voices suppressed him.

"The only winner of the show now is Bo Jiang, right?" You said, "Yi Wan has lost money this time."

"I don't care, they love him so much!" More voices continued to sound.

It rained heavily everywhere in the same city. Ding Biehan, Chi Jixia, and Bo Jiang felt a chill on their backs and sneezed.

The final unification time began, and in the eyes of the public, the winner was determined. Several Xiaoyi gathered around the champion Bo Jiang to greet him. Bo Jiang tried to break free several times but was unable to do so. He could only stare in vain, watching Yi Wan holding a baby in his arms.

The thermos cup is sitting in the corner of the hall, wandering in thought.

"The winners are surrounded by flowers, while the losers sit alone in the corner. It's a bit desolate." The photographer said to himself.

"Hey, look, Lan Hua walked over. He went to comfort Yi Wan, right?"

"After all, he is the second and third child. Lan Hua has real emotional intelligence."

Lan Hua sat next to Yi Wan, but Yi Wan didn't even glance at him. He just sat aside. This scene looked very similar to the eyes of others. Yi Wan was in a daze and didn't know how to show appreciation, but Lan Hua was gentle and polite, and even treated him well.

Good temper.

"Yi Wan." The words he spat out were vicious, "Is it so important to please a talented teammate? Why don't I pretend to be stupid and try to get a chance for him to act awesome so that he can read well and be under his shadow? I told him

, don’t be naive, people like this will always be his stepping stone cannon fodder.”

Yi Wan still didn't speak, so Lan Hua added: "What a pity - I gave up our chance to compete fairly. Me and two people who are not the protagonists decided the outcome in the absence of the protagonists. We also had a chance to win first place.

, what now? I can only sit here, like a pitiful insect... Really, I originally thought we would be together. "

Yi Wan finally spoke. He played with the thermos bottle and said slowly: "...I don't know where the logic comes from."

"Me? Take a good look. We are tied for second place. This is what we did for Bo Jiang..."

"I don't like second place." Yi Wan said as if talking to himself, "I hate second place."

He was clearly talking, but it didn't seem like he was communicating with Lan Hua. This made Lan Hua feel more and more irritated. His eyes were red and he wanted to roar, until the host's weird voice came: "Now announce the results of the competition.

…”

"The champion is Bo Jiang..."

"Wedding dress."
To be continued...